𝙎𝙝𝙞𝙜𝙖𝙙𝙖𝙗𝙞 𝙊𝙣𝙚𝙨𝙝𝙤𝙩𝙨

S| My Omega~ {Edited}

This story contains plots meant for mature audiences. Please don't read unless you are comfortable with sexual themes!!       !!NSFW!!

(Shigaraki POV)

I stirred from my nap, a gnawing hunger pulling me from the depths of sleep. It had been days since I last ate, not for lack of food, but rather a fleeting disinterest that had silenced my appetite. As I rubbed the sleep from my eyes and sat up, a refreshing breeze swept through my room, its coolness a pleasant contrast to the warmth of my blankets.

With a stretch, I swung my legs over the side of the bed and padded toward the bathroom. The thought of washing away the sweat and grime accumulated from my outdoor adventures with the heroes invigorated me. As I undressed, my fingers grazed over the scattered bruises and hickeys adorning my fair skin, each mark telling a story of recent escapades. Upon inspecting more closely, I discovered a few faint bite marks, remnants from our last exhilarating outing, barely noticeable due to the time that had passed since our last wild night.

Turning away from the mirror, I stepped into the spacious shower. I twisted the knob to summon the hot water, and within moments, steam enveloped me like a comforting haze. The heat cascaded over my body, washing away the remnants of the day and easing the tension from my muscles as I surrendered to the soothing embrace of the water.

I reached for the lavender shampoo that Toga had given me, knowing it was off-limits for her since it had caused her skin to flare up. As I lathered it into my long, silky hair, a frothy bubble extravaganza erupted, filling the air with a soothing scent. I rinsed it out, narrowly avoiding a soapy eye disaster just in time, wiping the water away with a towel before it could wreak any havoc.

Next, I grabbed my honey conditioner, its nourishing properties keeping my hair looking vibrant and healthy. I'd need to persuade Dabi to snag some more of this magic later. After rinsing it out, I finished washing my body and stepped out of the shower, turning off the water with a satisfying click.

With the towel draped around me, I quickly dried off and headed into the bedroom. I rummaged through my drawer, pulling out a fresh pair of crimson boxers and grabbing Dabi's oversized gray hoodie, the one with the burn holes that hung down to my knees. It was the perfect cozy attire, a little piece of him I loved to wear.

I quickly threw on the shorts I had found lying around, feeling the fabric against my skin as I rushed to dry my hair a bit more. Combing was always my go-to; it left my curls looking lively and reduced the amount of hair that fell out compared to brushing. After giving my hair a final pass, I grabbed my phone from the bedside table, glancing at the screen for any messages. Satisfied, I stuffed it into the pockets of my hoodie and made my way to the bar.

As I entered, I spotted Kurogiri behind the counter, busy cleaning shot glasses. I took a seat on one of the stools, the cool wood beneath me grounding my nerves. He looked up, his expression shifting to something more focused. "I know that look," he said, setting down a freshly cleaned glass. "What do you need?"

I hesitated for a moment, lowering my voice just above a whisper. "Can I have my usual for my heats? I'm also out of suppressant..."

Without missing a beat, he nodded and turned back to his work. Crouching down, he rummaged through a small basket—one just big enough to hold a few snacks, water bottles, pills, and some condoms. My heart raced; I knew what I needed, and he had it all in one place.
I felt a warm flush creep across my cheeks as I picked up the small basket and hopped down from the stool. Just as I turned to speak, my words were cut off. "I know, I know! Make sure to keep them busy or at a distance. Trust me, Shigs, the last thing you need before going into heat is added stress," he said, a playful chuckle escaping his lips. I couldn't help but smile softly at his concern before making my way back to my room.